Away Games // A Scott Mccall Story.

chapter one.

You know road trips aren't that fun when you're trailing after a school bus on your own. You know that from personal experience. You'd been driving for hours through back crack nowhere wondering if it was even worth it.

He'd pleaded with you, swearing that it'd be so worth your while. You'd toyed with him, pouting and crossing your arms under your chest. His eyes followed them as you pushed your chest up. "I can think of one way at least" His eyes darkened, his tongue darting out over his lip. He closed the gap between you, his large hands on your hips drawing you closer still. You loosened your arms as his lips coasted over your neck, tongue trailing over hot skin. "I'm still mad you want me to drive 4 hours for a lacrosse game!" You said breathily, your arms uncrossing and snaking around his stomach. "Can I be forgiven?" His hands coasted down over your dress, his fingers gripping at the material. "You'll have to work for it." You moaned as he bit down on your neck, the action sending ripples of pleasure down your spine. "Scott-" He silenced your lips, his tongue licking against them as he kissed you. You gripped onto him as he lifted you, your hips now resting on his. "I'm-" His mouth pulled from yours as he walked forwards, your back hitting the cool metal of the bleachers. "Baby-" He set you down, his fingers moving over your hips, hitching your dress up. "Scott-" You stammered, trying to catch his attention. It was useless, he was unstoppable at this point and truth be told you didn't really want him to stop.

His fingers gripped onto your dress pulling it higher, the cool air hitting your skin. His mouth moved from yours instead trailing down your neck, setting you alight. You were already putty in his hands and when his teeth bit into your skin your breath hitched. You pushed him from you, panting as you pulled on his shirt, yanking it over his head, his body against yours within seconds. "These have to go." his voice was demanding as he hitched his fingers in the waistband of your panties. You tangled your fingers in his hair as he pulled them down your legs, his hand replacing where the panties had been mere moments before. "Jesus christ." He moaned as he felt the slickness that had pooled between your legs. "Is this all for me?" You nodded as he slipped his fingers between your folds, breath catching in your throat. "I'm honored." He whispered his fingers running over your clit, causing you to clamp down on your lip. He circled your clit slowly, each second he was on you was sending a new wave of pleasure through your body. You pulled him to you, the pressure he was creating was making you want all of him as close as possible. Moans escaped your lips as he quickened his pace, one hand trailing up your stomach under your dress. His nails caught on the skin of your rib cage, inching closer to your chest. He smiled as he came into contact with it, his fingers deftly finding your nipple.

You bucked against him, wanting his fingers to move from your clit, to give you the release you so badly needed. "Patience baby, you'll get what you need." His lips caused reverberations down you skin, tingling setting into your nerves as he took your nipple between his fingers. You struggled to catch your breath as his fingers slipped inside you, explosions erupting behind your eyes. You clutched at his skin, long nails raking over hot skin as you pulled him closer still. Your lips found his, hungry and demanding as you bit on his lower lip. The noise that resonated through his chest shook your body. You throbbed under his touch, the pressure within you starting to peak with each of his strokes. His thumb pressed against your clit sending new sensations ricocheting through your body. "If I didn't heal so well people would for sure know that something was going on" Scott's voice was low, his lips still millimeters away from your skin. He dropped his head, peppering kisses along your chest as you surged forward, his thumb speeding up along with the thrust of his fingers. His teeth grazed against your skin, stinging and releasing a rush of lust in you. You raked at his skin, dragging your nails in zigzags in a desperate attempt to tether yourself to him as you fell. Moans fell from your mouth as you tensed, your legs seizing as pleasure washed over you. Scott smiled, his eyes dark still as he pulled from you, his tongue licking over his fingers.